6/27/77
I haven't had a chance to write in a couple of days and all I have to say/sing is: "Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me! Happy 27th birthday dear Nissa! Happy birthday to meeeEEE!" I had a pretty uneventful birthday this year. It almost didn't even feel like a birthday, but I guess that's what happens as you get older. I picked Mike up from the airport, then went over to my mom's house for dinner. I didn't get to get our normal tradition of going out to dinner, then to a movie because no one would babysit the kids. Oh well.